The Carbon advocate. [volume] (Lehighton, Pa.) 1872-1924, 1887-10-01
Harry D0laldSOlS Mistake.
BY EDITH E. KNIGnTwooD,

The rain came down in torrents. The
large pine trees which surrounded Pine
Hall were creaking and moaning dismay
ingly. The sea, quarter of mile distant
lashed furiously against the rocks, and the
white spray spurted mockingly above the
angry, seething waters
Every now and then sharp flash Of
lightning and loud peal of thunder would
rend the air, and cause the inmates of Pine
Hall to look ct one another with awed
faces.
In the large and magnificently furnished
drawing-room, fire cracked merrily, and
the occupants--a gentleman about fiye-and.
thirty and beautiful lady twelve years his
junior, were seated listlessly before it.
The handsome blonde head of the gentle
man was thrown back indolently, and the
long, slim feet were placed comfortably on
an ottoman. The eyes were closed and ap.
parently he was asleep
The ladys beautiful brown eyes were
fastened wistfully on the face of her COM
panion.
Tears gathered on the dropping lashes,
and the red lips quiyered piteously.
A violent peal of thunder rent the air,
which caused them both to spring to theil
feet in alarm.
"Suoh beasty weather"' exclaimed
Harry Donaldson, rritably, Strengthening
himself and giving his mustache a savage
jerk. IF one had company it would moi
be so bad, but another fortnight like the
one we have just passed and I'll pack up,
bag and baggage, and go to livelier parts.''
The warm blood rushed to her face. but
she said nothing.
She knew well that her society was a
matter of Indifference TO her husband.
'Shall we haye game of chess, Harry?'
asked his wife timidly.
II should go to sleep over it, he ans
wered, indifferently.
"Billiards then, Harry9' feeling sure she
had suggested something which would
strike him fayoraby.
''No fun at all to play with you, 4" without
raising his eyes. Il like to play with one
who is better player than l. or, at least,
pretty evenly matched"
Louise Donaldson walked to the window,
and laid her sad little face against the cold
pane, and raising swimming brown eyes
heayenward, mumured
"Oh Heaven! shall eyer win his love?
For five months ! have borne his Sights
and indifferences, until feel like giving
up! For five months haYe been his loving
but unloyed wife For the sake of my
money he tolerates me, and God knows |
would give my hearts blood for him. If |
only had my sweet mothers patience, |
might in time succeed, but sometimes his
naughty insolence drives me nearly frantic,
despite my love for him. But shall not
give upF' and she turned resolutely and
walked up to her husband
Harry, you-you like singing, shall ]
sing for you?" and the small hands clasped
and unclasped neryoulsly.
"Singing, Louise, would irritate me be-
yond measure tonight, for ] have slight
headache"
This was quite too much for poor ne
elected Louise, and she burst into tears.
Harry Donaldson gazed at his wife in as
tonishment as he slowly raised himself to a
sitting posture.
Whats the matter, Louise, are you
sickP What are you crying for?''
"Sickw-Yehemently-'yes, Harry Don
aldson, sick at heart! Are we always to liye
this way? Am never to be anything more
to you than the servants which do your
bidding?"
She drew herself up proudly. A bright
red spot glowed on either white cheek, and
her breath came in low, quick gasps.
Ever since her unhappy marriage she had
borne his indifference calmly and patiently,
but tonight her insulted wifehood rose
above her better judgment.
care we always to live thus Really, Mrs.
Donaldson, / cannot grasp your meaning.
/ believe when we were married that was
the agreement. married you for money,
and you married me because I-asked you,
| suppose"
Harry Donaldson stroked his long mus
tache coolly, and silently regarded his wife.
Louise Donaldson's face grew white with
anguish, and she grasped the back of
chair for support
II imagined as much this long while.
but to hear the truth from your-your lips
seems"
She stopped suddenly, dark red suffus-
ing her face.
''Since you married me for my money, l
wish you JOY Of it. l lost that for which /
cared most, and the money is of little con
sequence TO me. Take il and enjoy it 10
the fullest extent"
She turned and walked proudly from the
room, despite the little aching heart be
meath the heaying bosom.
by JoveP' he calculated mcredulously,
his eyes fixed on the door through which
his wife had passed "IPho would have
thought that she had 50 much spunk2 She
has always been SO docile and gentle.
Louise Is just my style, aud like her bet.